Search results for stomp off and lets go by bob crosby

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no expiration date on the batteries
Look, I've never been a hater
It's never been in my nature
But, listen, let me hook you up 'cause

B.O.B
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In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
swing, ah while my beat go
BOOM BOOM - why don't you let me take you to my room
Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the Looney Tunes
But no!
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In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
I'll ride all night
And I need you for this ship to take flight
Let's go, let's go
Come on baby let me take it off
Another second we gone blast it
wit' j
But don't forget the gining
And then I go show my rings
And my fake gold chain
(edit)grab the nine like I'm off soul train
But I wait
Let them
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In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
gusset and a gob the size of the town.
Tardy lass, Geordie girl,
The canny lass 'till after closing time.
Let's go somewhere quiet before me mates arrive,
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In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
Well I know a girl yeah she's mighty fine,
We go in clubs all the time.
An when we're there, we dance the night away,
We don't stomp, mash potato
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) 
Like a million elephants with silverback
want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by
her kissy lips
I don't need her armies or her pearls
I fell asleep and dreamed of far off lands
When I awoke I nearly married that girl
Let it go let it
For a dolla' bill people will do anything
They'd rob and steal for a dolla' bill, any will
Let's go sit back and let the beat ride a lil' bit
Let
save the children 

Escape the poverty for live and, let live 

Die by the mic, shadow steel by night 

(repeat 2X) 



[movie dialogue]
to have some fun
It's summer time so let's unwind and go out in the sun
I like when all the young ladies be off on the beach
Tryin' to creep 4-deep in them
Tell 'em "go'on"(Chorus) Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em what
Tell 'em "go'on"

(Chorus)
Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em
hear the loud voices, that's my homies calling
Open up the windows, let the angels fall in

As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between
petty crooks
And I will learn
By studying
The lesson in my dreams
Turn off the TV
'Cause that's what others see
And movies are as bad as
Eating